Overnight

Overnight

A Poem by Dave Brown
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Overnight, weather took a dramatic change for worse.

Winds increased, heavy clouds moved in.

Trees and plants were heavily buffeted.

Windspeeds continually increased.

Plants toppled.

A large Hemlock, roots earlier loosened by constant, heavy rains, crashed to the ground.

Chaos ensued.

 

A small Petunia was savagely torn from its former home.

Last sound’s heard were from completely helpless parents, devasted.

Sucked up into the turbulent, violence winds, the Petunia was borne far away.

 

Eventually, wind’s abated, gravity became a factor and the Petunia was unceremoniously dumped onto the ground, heartbroken and alone.

 

Tears began to flow!

Strange, thought the Petunia?

I am badly shaken but the reality is, I still feel emotionally stable.

So why on earth am I crying??

 

With coming of daylight, she saw all round, extensive disarray.

Blurred eyes with tears falling, saw plants near were strangely, much lower and bald.

‘Weird’ thought the Petunia, still attempting to wipe away endless tears.

 

Gathering her courage, she approached the nearest bald plant, requesting ID information.

Before it was able to respond, it had drowned in her tears.

In another instant, her tears drowned all the plants remotely near her.

Soon a frothing river of tears was flowing.

Torrents of salty water ran down the hillside and in doing so, washed away all the bald plants!

Down the hillside, gathering into a raging river which carried all to the nearby shore, then out into the wide ocean and far away!

Truckloads reached the Asian shorelines where today, they still celebrate the ‘floating Onion’ phenomena!

Left alone, loneliness struck her like a huge club!

She was alone mid ravaging, endless devastation!

But she did stop crying.

 

 

 

 

© 2022 Dave Brown


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The ravages of nature are upon us all, whether weather or time, we all eventually succumb to death as a price for living. Having to pay such a steep price for this experience, you'd think a few more people would take the time to enjoy their limited time here instead of fussing, fighting and killing each other. Flowers and plants never quarrel, even when the ivy vines climb the trees to look around. Perhaps being mute is a blessing of its own. I enjoyed the read.

Posted 6 Days Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dave Brown

6 Days Ago

unfortunately, this species seems incapable of dealing with reality for which, flowers and plants wi.. read more



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at least she stopped crying...this sounds more like my family than a garden...ample tears for both.
j.

Posted 5 Days Ago


Dave Brown

5 Days Ago

LOL >
An inventive poem, with a serious and a funny side! Extreme weather seems to be becoming more prevalent throughout the world. The causes can (mostly) be surely laid at mankind's door. We are causing global warming, and although noises are made about it, governments and corporations are very slow to act!

Posted 5 Days Ago


Dave Brown

5 Days Ago

Yes, much, much too slow
Cool hat Dood!
Thanks for visit
There is reasons why most disasters and all the bad things happen during night or at dawn. Night simply means darkness, You do the thinking. Tears of all those who were treated or killed brutally will forms rivers and oceans to wash the dark forces one day. I don't like to say it, but I feel like that Petunia at the moment. emotive and smart piece Mr. D. Peace and Love 💓🕊️

Posted 5 Days Ago


lightsong

4 Days Ago

Another thing like that and You might say byebye to me and Miss Latakia 👋👋
Dave Brown

3 Days Ago

you must not understand what I mean
Not at all meant as a negative comment
I was sayin.. read more
lightsong

3 Days Ago

I understood what You meant, and thank You. I was making it a little fun, because seriously... the l.. read more
I've heard of weeping willows, but this is my introduction to depressed petunias. Maybe the gardeners should start using Prozac instead of fertilizer.

Posted 6 Days Ago


Dave Brown

6 Days Ago

quite likely one of those lessons that need learning
Many things can happen overnight, in this case, it is a devestating storm, leaving the innocene of nature alone, in this a petunia, defenseless. Perhaps this poem conveys that nothing is permanent, that in the blink of an eye all things good comes to an end. Weather is a fine example of this. Thanks for sharing!

Posted 6 Days Ago


Dave Brown

6 Days Ago

thankyou Aura
I appreciate you taking the time to share your thoughts
Aura

6 Days Ago

My pleasure!
Very well done! But out of curiosity, how does the Petunia cry salt water? Just wondering if that is a person instead of a plant.

Posted 6 Days Ago


Dave Brown

6 Days Ago

Ah!
Very sharp-eyed observation!
In these days of descriptive technology, accuracy be.. read more
JuneJupiter

5 Days Ago

I see I see. Thanks for the explanation.
The ravages of nature are upon us all, whether weather or time, we all eventually succumb to death as a price for living. Having to pay such a steep price for this experience, you'd think a few more people would take the time to enjoy their limited time here instead of fussing, fighting and killing each other. Flowers and plants never quarrel, even when the ivy vines climb the trees to look around. Perhaps being mute is a blessing of its own. I enjoyed the read.

Posted 6 Days Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dave Brown

6 Days Ago

unfortunately, this species seems incapable of dealing with reality for which, flowers and plants wi.. read more

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